No, I’m not talking about her vagina. That shit is weathered like your grandpa’s old catcher mitt, you know rough and tough and slowly truning grey and brittle, eventually ending up nothing more than a pile of dust….I mean she had to use it as a tool to get to the fucking top and like anything that’s been used too fuckin’ much…it dies a slow death…
I guess that’s why she keep hugging that security blanket like she was a 5 year old who experienced her father kill her mother, or some shit like had an uncle sneak into their room at night when he was visiting from out of town, you know one of those broken up kids who you don’t like being friends with in school because they are way too intense and have imaginary friends and ask you to touch their sex organs because their uncle showed them and they want to share with you.
You know, since all girls in the sex trade have daddy issues and a blanky won’t run off on your family, or hit you, or touch you wrong, or touch your sister and not you leading you to think you’re in adequate, throwing you into a life of looking for acceptance…
Here she is at the airport and why the fuck is her fiance wearing a fucking Obey shirt, is he a fucking hip hip/grafitti artist into streetwear who just happens to have the gayest fucking sandals on, or was it a gift from someone. I guess who really cares…